.. I'd lick you to death! Mon cher... how I love you!Once more, she drank from the glass, then set it on the table beside her, closing her eyes as her...hands found her own waist and moved upward over the slight delineation of her ribs to her heavy, now-throbbing breasts, cupping and lifting them beneath the flimsiness of her gown until the pointed, hardened nipples stood out like frozen red berries. Her long fingers sought the tiny fleshy marbles then and began to roll and tweak them. My cock now hard in her hand. With her other hand she slaps my bottom and then starts to fuck me even harder. Something about being fucked by my wife up the arse like this really turns it on. A leash around my neck with her in complete control. Reluctantly I eventually move forward, her cock slipping out of my lubed up cheeks.I lie in the middle of the bed on my back and spread my legs wide. Emma takes up her place. The role reversal of my wife about to fuck me missionary instead of the usual. On the other hand, I'll bet that I could drum up you a steady client list from the girls that come to the beauty salon where I work. Most of them would be high school girls who would be thrilled to be fucked by a professional. It sounds like great fun to me."We talked about it some more and worked up a few ground rules. The two main rules were that the girls had to prove they were free from disease and they were protected from getting pregnant. They had to know, upfront, that I had no intention. He had to laugh as he had a feeling, she was going to need them too.In the two months that the ship had been away from Futura, two more housing buildings had been built, and the two little villages had become suburbs with their own small shopping centres. They even had a floating dock port for ships. This made Iain Bawface’s life easier since he now ran three boats up and down the coast.Several of the lesser Genteli families had moved from, the smaller villages on the coasts, to swell their.